Strongest Myth System

Yang Beiming’s sword shadow is like a lightsaber, very solid, and it also exudes a kind of unclear and unclear pressure.

One by one, hundreds of millions of sword shadows gathered into a long river, like the river of fate, can only see the front, can not see the end.

Hundreds of sword shadows are in a row, making this sword river very wide, and the stars passing by are also illuminated by the Jianhe River.

Yangbei Ming has not yet appeared, and Jianhe has come out, and countless creatures have breathed out.

Everyone has heard of Yang Beiming, but how many souls have really seen him?

“That is the sword river of Sword God…”

Emperor Tian did not look forward to the sword river muttered in the distance, he often heard the Emperor mention Yang Beiming.

The Emperor’s evaluation of Yang Beiming is very high, saying: “In this era, the people who have the most chance of Sanctification are the Yangbeiming of the billions of swords and rivers.”

This sentence is equivalent to placing Yang Beiming in the position of 3,000 Great World number one powerhouse.

So I heard the Yangbei meditation to come to the sword to pick Qin Immortal World, he rushed to watch the battle.

Although he does not specialize in Sword Path, he may also realize something.

There is no such thing as the emperor’s day, not to mention the arrogance of such things as peace, cloud looting.

In the other direction, the ink Xuanzi, who was rescued from Qin prison by Qin Jun, also slid over. He flew while looking at the sword river in the distance.

“It’s spectacular… what kind of magical power can I have to squander?”

Mo Xuanzi exclaimed that he came to Qin Immortal World, one for Yang Beiming and the other for Qin Jun.

When he heard that Qin Heavenly Emperor sent his men to kill Wei Yue and the dust, the eyes were falling.

Sure enough, after being shut down for hundreds of years, the world has really changed.

Coupled with what he saw and heard in prisoner’s prison, he deliberately came to watch the battle.

He does not think that Yang Beiming will win.

Qin Jun’s men are too strong, in addition to that mysterious dead road card.

At the same time, a fierce Sword Intent rose from the sky after the sword.

Like a monarch overlooking the world!

Hey Cangsheng!

All the creatures felt a great shock, and their eyes looked at a certain part of the Jianhe River.

There is a silhouette standing there, it is the yangbei.

After the hands of Yang Beiming were lost to the waist, the robes were agitated by the wind, and the Grandmaster gesture showed vividly and thoroughly.

Whoever sees him, there is nothing in his heart that can’t help but awe.

This is Sword God!

View the momentum, know its invincible!

“Sword God is coming! Come!”

“Hey – Yang Beiming… I finally saw him with my own eyes!”

“There is no yang in the universe. After I go back, I can blow for 10,000 years!”

“Sword Intent really strong, it’s almost impossible for me to reach, I don’t even think about it.”

“How strong is the cultivation base of Yangbeiming? This is a sense of oppression…”

The creatures are talking about it, and they are all striking the power of Yangbei.

Even if he hasn’t shot yet, both momentum and Sword Intent give a sense of vast and mighty heavenly prestige.

Emperor Tian has no eyes, a flash of enthusiasm in his eyes, muttered: “This kind of discouragement…that is what I want to pursue.”

The momentum of Yangbei Ming is not restrained, nor mad, there is a kind of Three Thousand Worlds only his pride.

The crazy baby was also shocked by the Sword Intent of Yang Beiming. He touched the chin and thought about it: “I didn’t expect to have such a powerful character in addition to those two monsters.”

In his eyes, the Sword God is afraid that he has already entered the holy world with half a foot.

Holy world!

That’s the realm that crazy cars are crazy about.

Become a Sage, you can never die, really eternal life.

But Sanctification is hard…

Yang Beiming was spotlighted by a lack of light, and his face was not changed. His eyes were on Qin Immortal World.

“Four sacred, no wonder Qin Heavenly Emperor can be unscrupulous.”

Yang Beiyun muttered to himself and saw the number of sacred objects in Qin Immortal World at a glance, showing how high his cultivation base is.

Even if he knew that there were four manifestations, he still did not stop.

Billion Sword River continues to move forward.

call out–

A broken sound flew out of Qin Immortal World, it was Rosen.

He was all murderous aura, holding the Qilin Tyrant King gun, flying over the city gate, looking at the sun and shouted: “You are Yang Beiming!”

Yang Beiming’s expression is still indifferent, whispered: “Karmic Retribution, why bother.”

He spoke lightly, but the sound was resounding throughout the starry sky, clearly plunging into the ears of all living beings.

Even the souls in Qin Immortal World are heard.

Qin Jun, who is crossing tribulation, couldn’t help but raise his hand and pointed the middle finger in the direction of the sound.

This is really hard to install.

Bang!

It was another Heavenly Thunder squatting down on Qin Jun’s Extreme Flame Demon God True Body. It hurts his mouth and mouth. This lei is on the ordinary Supreme Unity Profound Immortal. It must be destroyed both body and soul.

When Luo Shixin was swayed by Yang Beiming, he immediately spurred it and immediately shot it.

He is a sacred scene, the speed is fast.

One hand holding a gun, momentum like a rainbow, like a huge tornado sweeping through the starry sky, the creatures close to each other flew directly out of the screaming, screaming.

Yang Beiming suddenly squinted his eyes, his eyes were extremely sharp, and the back of the Jianhe River soared.

Hundreds of millions of sword shadows are suspended behind him, and the tip of the sword points directly to the letter of Roth, which is like the sun of the diameters of thousands of feet. It is extremely spectacular and shocks every soul.

With the stone sword on the foot, the hands of Yang Beiming are still not put down from the waist.

“Death!”

Rosie sneered and smiled. He saw that a shot would be stabbed. Yang Beiming still did not evade, nor did he pick up the stone sword at his feet.

Yang Beiming suddenly opened his mouth, a Sword Intent shot from his mouth, quickly solidified and elongated, turned into a giant sword of the hundred zhang, tearing the space, directly hit the Luo Shixin’s Qilin Tyrant King gun.

when–

Shooting swords and swords, so that countless souls feel a glimpse of their hearts, no one dare to blink, for fear of missing any of the highlights.

Roskin suddenly changed his face and saw that the hunting zhang giant sword suddenly rose, and the word prestige also increased.

In the next second, Roskin was directly rushed back, and the hundred zhang giant sword broke into pieces, turning into countless swords qi, plundering in all directions, and the surrounding planet was smashed.

Yangbei Ming continues to move forward, and the billions of sword shadows behind it are circularly distributed, like a huge day, sacred and inviolable.

Rothschild flew out of the 70 million miles to stabilize, he held his left hand and held his chest, and the right hand clasped the Qilin Tyrant King gun, his face full of fear.

“Showing the Holy Land Perfection!”

Luo Shixin gritted his teeth and stopped the word. Just now, the Sword Intent of Yang Beiming broke out and instantly made him feel awkward.

Yang Beiming did not answer, and continued to fly with hundreds of millions of sword shadows. His eyes no longer looked to Luo Shixin, but Qin Immortal World.

“You can not.”

Yangbei Ming whispered, although the tone was not ridiculous, but the more indifferent the more the letter is not good.

“What are you special fart!”

Rosie was rude and slammed again. Fire of Qilin instantly spilled into the body and turned into a black Qilin, wrapped in a letter.

As the ancestors of Qilin, how can he tolerate his failure?

In the early days of the Longhan period, between heaven and earth, in the battle strength, he refused to accept except for Ancestral Dragon.